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Daniel ran through the forest, weaving his way up the mountainside. A soft breeze carried through the trees, rippling through his fur. Since he’d moved to Painter, he found himself exploring the woods and mountains daily. His lion called to him, and he couldn’t deny he savored the sense of power and freedom that surged through him whenever he shifted. The trees in this area were mostly aspen, their leaves twirling in the breeze. In the year since he’d learned of his true nature and learned how to shift, he spent as much time as he could running free through the forest and mountains. Moving to Painter brought him closer to the lion side of himself, primarily because the town sat nestled amidst the mountains. Every moment he was outside, the mountains called to him. He wondered if the urg
